While sizing up new flats and trying to work out good writing spots recently, I’ve also been thinking lots about the best places to do one of my favourite things – reading. I might be a bed fan through and through – stacks of pillows and a duvet are my friends when it comes to reading, especially if the story is either scary or sad – but you can’t stay in bed ALL the time. At least, that’s what people tell me.
So if I need to have some alternative reading spots, I want them to be good ones. A window seat would score a close second and a sofa by a fire is a definite third. However, as much time as I’m happy to spend day dreaming about my ideal reading space, the truth is I’d do it anywhere.
A quick tally of the amount of people I see reading in buses and cafes, on benches and walls or even as they walk down a crowded street tells me I’m not alone.
The idea of booklovers getting their fiction fix wherever they can find it has reminded me of a poem I loved and memorised as a wee ‘un (a rare occurrence). Reproduced below as it seems to be freely available online, but shout me if I shouldn’t have please!
Cats Sleep Anywhere
Cats sleep anywhere
Top of piano
In the middle
On the edge
Anybody’s lap will do
Fitted in a cardboard box
In the cupboard
With your frocks
They don’t care
Cats sleep anywhere.
Eleanor Farjeon (1881 – 1965)I think the same could be said for most booklovers! I especially like the idea of the lap part. Although, having tried it in the past, I have to say it’s more distracting a perch than I usually prefer for reading. Don’t let that deter you though, maybe you’re focus is better that mine.
Have you got a favourite place to read, or are you a cat-like book-ninja, happy to get down to business at a moment’s notice? Or maybe you’re like Whisper, and you like doing things as they’re meant to be done.